Letra da Música: Patience - Osker

Patience Is nothing worth holding on to
Bite my tongue, why should I, when you never did that for me
When were you, hassled by technicalities?
I didnýt know, I made friends with fucking rock critics
As the days go by, with blood in my limbs
A day is oh so short, is that just mine?
Show me some scars, what good is this if I don't remember
Im not gonna let myself be, concerned with something so distant

Hold tight and maybe I will survive
Hold tight and maybe some part of me . . .